10 Chapter X

Chapter X

It is said to be winter, but Linyue Pavilion is as warm as the spring sun.

There are three things about the stove and bottle on the high table of gold and foreign paint, and Song Lingzhi nests on the chaise longue near the window, looking at the fragrance of the autumn geese at the bottom.

The turquoise green orangutan felt curtain was lifted, and the white angelica step skirt was lifted, and when she entered the warm pavilion, the fragrance burst out, refreshing people's hearts.

Bai Zhi couldn't help laughing, and glanced at Qiu Yan with a smile: "It's good for you, you are hiding here and being lazy, and you won't add any water to the teapot when it runs out." โ€

Qiu Yan didn't care, relying on Song Lingzhi to make decisions for herself, shaking her head and making a grimace at Bai Zhi.

"The tea has its own little maid, I'm ...... But the little maid can't replace it. โ€

Bai Zhi leaned over curiously: "I want to see, what are you doing?" โ€

Looking at the silver filigree capped glass vial in Qing Qiuyan's hand, Bai Zhi's face was surprised: "What is this?" Why is this water so fragrant? โ€

The contents of the bottle are clear and transparent, and when you get close to smell it, there is a faint floral fragrance.

Bai Zhi was surprised: "This is ...... Jasmine? โ€

Song Lingzhi leaned on the green satin pillow and nodded with a smile. She held a small gilt enamel hand stove: "You try the bottle next to you again." โ€

Bai Zhi did as she heard this: "This is ...... Plum fragrance? โ€

Song Lingzhi chuckled: "This is made by twisting the cold plum in the autumn geese, and adding two coins of rain harvested from the rain in the last year, two coins of agarwood, and three coins of dipterocarp." โ€

Bai Zhi bent her lips: "The strange thing is that this flower fragrance, the slave maid just thought that the plum blossom cakes bought from ordinary rouge shops are not as good as this." โ€

Qiu Yan snorted lightly: "That plum blossom cake, how can it be compared with me." โ€

The lid was lifted, Qiu Yan poured out two or three drops to her clothes, and she raised her arm: "Smell it again, the plum blossom cake you bought in the past has this floral fragrance?" โ€

Bai Zhi smiled: "That must be nothing, and the fragrant cake can't smoke the dress, it's not as easy as you." The girl said that she would send you to the spice shop, but now that she thinks about it, she is right. โ€

Qiu Yan covered her mouth and smiled: "In the past, you often said that I was confused, but now it is your turn." This house has just gone to a Wei Ziyuan, if I go again, you will be the only one to serve the girl, what will it be? โ€

After the words fell, he looked up at the self-striking bell on the ten brocade hammers, and Qiu Yan was surprised: "It's strange, at this time of the day, Wei Ziyuan came back early, why haven't you seen it today?" โ€

When Song Lingzhi heard this, he also looked towards the courtyard.

The red plum blossoms and the snow, and the three or two little maids are clearing the snow in the yard, but Wei Ziyuan is missing.

Song Lingzhi called softly: "Find someone to go to the account room and ask, don't something happen." โ€

Bai Zhifu responded with a "yes".

As soon as I crossed the red sandalwood inlaid jade interstitial screen, I suddenly heard a jade jingle outside the courtyard, and the boots stepped on the ground.

The felt curtain was raised, and Wei Ziyuan still went out at noon, only with an extra oiled paper bag in his hand.

The oil paper bag was taken by Bai Zhi, Wei Ziyuan did not step forward, just stood in front of the smoke cage, and when the cold air faded, Fang moved to Song Lingzhi and stood with his hands down.

Song Lingzhi was still crooked on the chaise longue, and his voice was lazy: "Why did you come back, but the old shopkeeper of the account room left someone ......"

Before she could say a word, she suddenly heard Bai Zhi behind the screen holding something, and the oil paper bag had already been untied by her, Bai Zhi specially found a chrysanthemum lacquered wood holding plate, personally took the โ–กโ–ก, and handed it to Song Lingzhi.

Bai Zhi smiled: "The girl said she wanted to eat it, but it happened that she got it today, and it was still hot." โ€

Qiu Yan stepped forward with a smile: "If you talk about braised rabbit meat, it must be the Yang family's shop in the west of the city to be delicious, and other families are not as good as him." โ€

Wei Ziyuan stepped forward and wrote on the paper: It's his home.

Song Lingzhi's eyes lit up, she was in the Buddhist hall before, she casually mentioned that the braised rabbit meat in the Yang family's shop was delicious, and she didn't want Wei Ziyuan to remember it.

The rabbit meat was still hot, Qiu Yan took the mung bean face and cleaned her hands, personally tore it on the plate, and handed it to Song Lingzhi.

While laughing, I suddenly heard the little maid outside the courtyard enter the house with a smile, saying that the old lady was a guest, and asked Song Lingzhi to change her clothes.

Bai Zhi was curious: "What kind of guest is it, you said before you go." โ€

The little maid was blessed: "I don't dare to deceive Sister Bai Zhi, we don't know, we just heard Ermen's noisy voice, saying that it was ...... He Gongzi. โ€

He Gongzi, He Ming.

Song Lingzhi's eyes lit up, and he immediately threw away the rabbit leg in his hand, and hurriedly called Bai Zhi to change his clothes and makeup.

The laughter of the warm pavilion is still the same, only the rabbit meat on the high lacquer, and no one cares about it.

Qiu Yan walked out with the makeup box in her hand, and when she saw that Wei Ziyuan was still standing, she said: "Sister Bai Zhi and I will accompany the girl, you stay here and look at the yard, so that the little girl can be lazy." โ€

Wei Ziyuan didn't know He Ming, and only asked who it was.

Qiu Yan: "It's also a distant relative." She smiled, "The old lady used to joke that the two families should be in-laws, if it really happens, then he should be our uncle." โ€

The snow was drifting like flocculents, and the ground was covered with silver frost.

Song Lingzhi leaned on the bamboo chair sedan chair, surrounded by a group of slaves and mothers-in-law, slowly blending into the vast snow.

Wei Ziyuan looked up at people, but he could only see Song Lingzhi's back, gradually moving away.

Xianyun Pavilion is full of flowers, and the beads are green.

Old Madam Song leaned on the couch and laughed with He's arm-in-arm.

At the bottom stood a man, with clear eyebrows and a calm demeanor.

Old Madam Song smiled from ear to ear: "I should have written a letter a long time ago, so that they could go out of the house to greet them." I haven't seen you for so long, but your body is still healthy? Is everything okay at home? โ€

He wiped away his tears: "Don't hide it from the ancestors, if it weren't for the thousands of knives that went to the casino all day long, I wouldn't have fallen into this field, and now it still affects our family He Ming......"

Old Madam Song scolded Father He a few words, and then said with relief: "Although our family is not as rich as that first-class family, there are still a few places in the cold house. You just have to stay in peace and talk to me, it's been a hard journey. โ€

He pulled his lips: "It's not hard. Passing by Wutai Mountain halfway, I was still thinking of going up the mountain to worship, but who knew that they actually said that the third prince was also in Wutai Mountain, saying that they were praying for the prince, and everyone who went up the mountain should be strictly investigated. I thought that more things were better than less, so I just did. โ€

Between words and laughter, a burst of laughter came from outside the courtyard, the vermilion orangutan felt curtain was lifted, and Song Lingzhi leaned into the house.

When I heard Shen Yan's name by chance, I was startled: "Grandmother, what three princes?" โ€

Old Madam Song glared at her: "There are guests coming from afar, what do you look like like like being so reckless?" โ€

Although he was reprimanded, he smiled and hugged Song Lingzhi in his arms, showing his doting partiality.

"That's the way my granddaughter is, please bear with me."

Seeing that He was still sitting on the chair with red lacquer and gold Wanfu Tuanhua backrest, Song Lingzhi hurriedly got up and saluted.

Old Madam Song pulled He Ming forward: "This is your brother He, Zhizhi also saw it when he was a child, do you remember?" โ€

He Ming arched his hand and said softly: "He Ming has seen Miss Song." โ€

Song Lingzhi is blessed.

Raising his eyes, his gaze met He Ming's gaze impartially.

Song Lingzhi was stunned.

The man in front of him was only wearing a moon-white robe, and on a cold day, He Ming only had a thin old clothes on his body. The face is like a crown of jade, the eyebrows and eyes are warm, like a spring spring.

Xu is Song Lingzhi stared at people for too long, the tips of He Ming's ears were slightly red, he turned his face, covered his lips and coughed lightly two or three times.

Old Madam Song couldn't help but smile at it, hugged Song Lingzhi and smiled: "It's still a child in the end." โ€

Song Lingzhi was curious: "Grandmother, what's wrong with the third prince?" โ€

Mrs. Song didn't want to talk much about the affairs of Beijing, and said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the three princes went to Wutai Mountain to live temporarily for a while in order to pray for the prince." โ€

In the previous life, Shen Yan and the crown prince were on the same page, and the queen was bent on favoring the eldest son.

Song Lingzhi's eyes were lowered, and he wanted to come to Wutai Mountain to pray for blessings, which was also the queen's will. It's just that I don't know how Shen Yan escaped the queen's eyes and came back with his father.

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He took his adopted son to the Song family, and the old lady naturally cleaned up the yard wholeheartedly, and allocated more than a dozen sprinkler maids and four personal attendants.

He was overjoyed, and only said that the old lady was kind-hearted.

Old Madam Song curled her lips: "It's just a little bit of effort, and He Ming, this kid I like very much, now that the spring is coming, don't let the things next to him mess with his heart." โ€

He Shi said yes repeatedly, the two gossiped again, and He Shi said goodbye and left.

Song Lingzhi stepped into Xianyun Pavilion with her skirt in steps, and happened to see the He family leaving far away.

Song Lingzhi was curious, and sat down next to Mrs. Song: "Why doesn't my aunt sit for more?" โ€

Old Madam Song's eyebrows and eyes were crooked: "Your brother He has not had a good voice recently, and your aunt is in a hurry to go back and boil loquat paste for him." โ€

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Lingzhi carefully several times.

The eyebrows are dyed and the teeth are like shellfish.

A smoky color embroidered with gold thread and a hundred pomegranate flower satin robes dragged to the ground, with a slender waist and a magnificent appearance.

Mrs. Song raised her hand to straighten the silver phoenix carved flower hairpin between Song Ling's sideburns, and whispered: "Go to school today, don't make the master angry." This master has also been seen by your brother He, and he said that he is very good at learning, and he is a bachelor in the cabinet, so he will definitely not be worse than your previous master. โ€

Because of the previous incident with the Jiang family, Mrs. Song was cautious in picking her husband, for fear of being looked down upon by the Jiang family.

Mrs. Song said bitterly: "I boasted to your mother about Haikou, if you run away from your master again, my grandmother will not follow." โ€

Song Lingzhi shouted injustice: "How can I be so stubborn? Then he wondered, "Grandmother, who is that master, I have never heard of it......

Before the words were finished, I suddenly saw Liu's mother holding Song Lingzhi's crane into the house and personally draped it for Song Lingzhi.

"Girl, hurry up, it'll be too late if you don't leave."

It was rare to have a sunny day, and Liu's mother sent Song Lingzhi all the way to the academy.

The Song family has a lot of wealth, and they accumulate gold and jade. There was a academy in the house, which was only for Song Lingzhi to study.

The courtyard is deep, and the bamboo shadows in front of the eaves are swaying, reflecting each other.

Song Lingzhi turned sideways and smiled at Mother Liu: "Mother Liu, go back, there are Qiu Yan and Angelica Angelica here." โ€

Mother Liu's blessing: "This was ordered by the old lady herself." โ€

Mother Liu approached Song Lingzhi and whispered softly, "The old lady has really put a lot of thought into this master, and the girl must not live up to the old lady's wishes." Because the former son quit the girl's master without permission, the old lady never slept well for two days. โ€

Song Lingzhi nodded: "I know." โ€

Mother Liu showed approval on her face: "The old slave is waiting for the girl here, and the girl just needs to study with peace of mind." โ€

This is for fear that she will sneak away halfway.

Song Lingzhi couldn't cry or laugh, holding Bai Zhi's hand and turning the shadow wall.

Behind the silk screen, a person sat on the chair of Huanghuali Taishi, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, the bamboo shadow outside the window was swaying, and the shadow slowly fell into the house.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man's eyes behind the bookcase were raised lightly, and those ink-like eyes were suddenly reflected in Song Lingzhi's eyes. The green jade wrench finger is held in the palm of the hand and gently turned.

Shen Yan was dressed in an ivory white satin embroidered sea-patterned robe, with light and shadow flowing on the robe, wide sleeves and slender sleeves, and the whole body was full of indifference that no one could approach.

Song Lingzhi was stunned, and subconsciously turned around and left.

How could it be Shen Yan?

The new master that her grandmother found for her was actually Shen Yan?

Before she turned around to leave, Bai Zhi had already leaned into Song Lingzhi's ear, her face was embarrassed: "Girl, Mother Liu is still guarding in front of the academy, if you leave at this moment, the old lady will definitely be worried." โ€

Song Lingzhi frowned: "But ......"

His gaze swept over Shen Yan's face, and Song Lingzhi bit his lip.

She really didn't want to stay with Shen Yan.

Bai Zhi persuaded with kind words: "No matter what, today is the first time, no matter what the girl is, she must give the old lady face." โ€

At the time of the stalemate, a faint voice came from after hearing the bookcase: "Miss Song wants to finish the Analects while standing?" โ€

The sound is very faint and shallow, like a peaceful lake in autumn.

Song Lingzhi flicked his sleeves, and it was not the first time that he left and right. She proposed to find another master, but Mrs. Song would definitely not comply.

However, if Shen Yan proposed it himself, then it would be a different matter.

Song Lingzhi took a deep breath: "Yan ......"

Shen Yan's eyes lifted slightly.

Those black eyes couldn't see any light, and for no reason, Song Lingzhi shuddered, but he heard Shen Yan fall lightly.

"The tutor of the Song family, is that like this?"

After entering the academy, Shen Yan is naturally no longer Yan Gongzi, and it stands to reason that Song Lingzhi should call him Mr.

She gritted her teeth, and after a while, two words overflowed from between her lips and teeth: "First, sir." โ€

The clouds and shadows are horizontal windows, and the green pines caress the eaves.

Song Lingzhi was also a student of the three masters in a row, and this time he angered Shen Yan, so it was naturally no problem.

Sitting on the gold-lacquered wood carved chair, Song Lingzhi would dislike the silver kettle for a while and burn less of the golden charcoal, and for a while dislike the incense burner of the Lily Palace incense burner so much that his eyes hurt.

With Shen Yan's temperament, Song Lingzhi thought that the other party must be impatient and would throw off his sleeves and leave early.

I never thought that Shen Yan only glanced at her casually, the fingers holding the scroll were distinct, slender and white.

He whispered lightly and gently turned the green jade wrench between his fingers: "...... Okay? โ€

Song Lingzhi stiffened: "Okay...... No, not yet. โ€

As soon as the big red robe in his hand was brewed, Song Lingzhi found an excuse, only said that the color was not good, and asked Bai Zhi to fan the stove to boil tea, and rebrewed a pot and served it.

Bai Zhi held the lacquered wood tea tray in both hands, carefully blessed, and she whispered: "Girl, this water has just been boiled, girl, be careful, don't burn." โ€

Song Lingzhi nodded, and the voice did not come out of his throat, and suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, an exclamation fell in his ear, and Bai Zhi didn't know what she stepped on, so she fell straight forward.

The lacquered wood tea tray in his hand fell in response.

The exclamation fell, and the hot tea also rushed straight to Song Lingzhi.

instinctively raised his sleeves and closed his eyes to hide his face, and a whole pot of hot tea was poured on Song Lingzhi's hand.

The room was full of exclamations.

Du Shen Yan sat behind the bookcase without changing his face, and the green jade wrench on his right hand had long since disappeared.

There was indifference in his eyes.

doesn't know martial arts, and is so stupid, I don't know what point got into the eyes of the middle palace, but he can also be the queen's spy.